Laure-Anne Bosselaar – Dusk

Dusk           is music tonight — it loiters in long shadows, its notes dim the street, star the sky — even the mockingbird’s call is all melancholy. I stand outside the kitchen in a wistful disposition too — it’s the death of a day, after all. Yet, while time takes its time to steal the […]

Laure-Anne Bosselaar – Complaint About Missing Friends after Eight Months of the Pandemic

Complaint About Missing Friends after Eight Months of the Pandemic No one near to see or hear me but the dog, who sighs when I say serious things & I’m dead serious when I tell her how her gray muzzle is softer than Samarkand silk. No one to tell I just read that on hot […]